My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 380 - 253 Time Difference

Chapter 380: Chapter 253 Time Difference

Changqing Biological.

"Only these few candidates?"

Gao Yuan tossed several resumes onto the table.

Although each of these candidates’ resumes looked impressive with claims like XX Ivy League doctorates and XX major factory bioresearch experience,

they either had scant substantial achievements to show for themselves, or lacked rich management experience, making it very difficult to be satisfied.

"I’m sorry, Chairman Gao, for the time being, these are all we have. It’s very difficult to poach renowned researchers in our country since most of them have their own established research teams.

Even for those who might be willing to switch jobs, our company’s scale and research conditions are hardly capable of attracting those top talents.

If you’re not satisfied with these, I can ask headhunters to look for another batch."

"What about increasing the salary?" Gao Yuan frowned and asked.

"Chairman Gao, our company’s capacity is, after all, apparent. Unlike those large international companies that support hefty profits and can afford to pay several million USD in annual salary for one researcher,

the cost would simply be too great if we really want to snatch someone at any cost.

Our temple is small and cannot accommodate such a big Buddha," Tang Yun said with a bitter smile.

The temple might be small now, but it’s hard to cope when they hold themselves to the standards of a world-class medical group...

When it comes to being world-class, let alone SSR, how can one even consider those who are not even up to par with A-level elites...

Gao Yuan rubbed her temples.

No, that won’t do! That guy has too high of expectations, and it’s sort of messing with my own mindset.

Gao Yuan realized that she might have been too eager for success. No matter how lofty the goals, one still had to eat one bite at a time, right...

"Never mind, we’ll talk about this later. By the way, how’s the search for the film and television company I asked you to scope out in the market?"

"That’s much easier. Take a look at this."

Tang Yun passed over another document.

Gao Yuan opened the document and scanned it.

"May Film and Television Media... Song Bin?"

"Yes, according to my investigation, the film and television industry has been quite depressed recently, and a batch of small and medium-sized companies have collapsed.

Song Bin started out as an agent, worked as a supervisor, and also a producer. He even almost completed an angel investment round recently.

Song Bin is very experienced in both industry practice and management.

Although May Company is facing bankruptcy now, they still retain a core operating team of 20 people.

This Song Bin is hoping to find a buyer for his team, and you’re looking to quickly acquire a small company with mature operational capabilities. How fortuitous is that?

The asking price is not expensive either, a full acquisition would only cost 500,000, but under the condition of no layoffs within two years."

Gao Yuan nodded her head, flipping through the document to read carefully.

The document contained not only Song Bin and his core team members’ respective resumes but also the company’s current assets, liabilities, past operational cases, and so on.

Three minutes later, she nodded with satisfaction.

This Song Bin, indeed, could be considered an industry elite with a quite rich personal experience.

And he seemed to be a good person, considering his employees’ futures even when his own company was going under.

Looking at the company’s balance sheet, even a sale price of 1 million would be considered reasonable.

Key point is, acquiring May Film and Television Media would save even the time needed to look for a location; it’s a ready-made team that could immediately start working.

This Song Bin’s team perfectly met her requirements.

Or more accurately, Meng Lang’s requirements...

Seeing Gao Yuan apparently quite satisfied, Tang Yun hesitated but still spoke up.

"Chairman Gao, I don’t quite understand, now that Changqing Biological is on the rise, shouldn’t we strike while the iron is hot and focus on company operations?

This entertainment industry... without mentioning its current precarious state and the investment risks involved, isn’t this a bit of a leap for you?

Why did you suddenly decide to venture into the film and television industry?"

Yeah! What you want to ask is also what I want to ask...

Gao Yuan felt somewhat helpless inside.

How Mengshan Pasture at Beihu could still have some synergy with Changqing’s biopharmaceutical field, but this film and television industry...

Heaven knows what that guy is thinking.

One moment he’s into eco-farming, the next he suddenly wants to invest in films, starting with 200 million right off the bat, it’s completely baffling to understand his intent.

A person meditating before a wall...

Could it really be some form of strategic deception?

I have to say, women’s intuition can sometimes be terrifying...

"From your perspective, you may not understand, but consider this an information gap," Gao Yuan could only explain this way.

An information gap?

Like the last time when you seemingly knew in advance that Chang Chun Biological was about to crash?

Words like "insider information," "money-power deals," "industry planning" flashed through her mind...

Tang Yun didn’t dare to ask further, only feeling inexplicably in awe.

Indeed, the ways the wealthy make money are fundamentally different from ordinary people...

...

After Tang Yun left, Gao Yuan checked the time—it was almost nine o’clock in the evening.

"Sigh!" She exhaled in resignation.

Dealing with just Changqing Biological was already so demanding; if Mengshan Pasture and the film and television company really took off, she would probably be overextended even with a 996 schedule...

That guy really knew how to use people... without any consideration for my workload, huh...

Under normal circumstances, facing such a boss, shouldn’t I be asking for more stock options or something as an incentive?

But he’s even brought out saving humanity’s future; voicing such a request actually gives me quite a psychological burden...

Unbelievable!

After mentally complaining for a while, she felt much more balanced.

"Hmm~" She stretched languidly, revealing an impressive curve.

Just as she was about to pack up her things to leave work, she saw Jiang Wenmin bursting in excitedly, holding a document in his hand.

"Chairman Gao! Take a look at this."

Gao Yuan rolled her eyes, resigned to her fate, sat back down, and scanned the document that was handed over to her.

"Hm? A letter of intent for a loan..."

Seeing the amount of the loan on the letter of intent, Gao Yuan looked up at Jiang Wenmin, noticeably surprised.

"5 billion? Chairman Lu is being quite generous this time, isn’t he?"

"Hehe! I followed your instructions and bargained hard to get a high offer.

Initially, the other party was playing tough. I thought I’d let them stew for a few more days, but I didn’t expect them to cave during today’s dinner, and they actually agreed."

"To be honest, I was caught off guard, too, so I hurried back to report to you."

"But you didn’t see the look he gave me when he was leaving—like he wanted to swallow me whole."

Jiang Wenmin revealed a bitter smile.

This time, he had truly cut himself off from the Xu family’s camp.

Even with his toes, he could guess how Chairman Lu would go back and exaggerate today’s humiliation to Xu Jingsong.

With that submission, the fragile trust he already had in Xu Jingsong’s heart completely collapsed.

However, fortunately, Xu Jingsong probably wouldn’t have the mind to hold a grudge against him lately...

He glanced at Gao Yuan with a hint of awe and thought to himself, if this woman decided to exact revenge, she could indeed ruin people thoroughly!

Gao Yuan looked at the loan intention letter in her hand, her expression quite satisfied.

The longest three-year medium-term mortgage loan at a comprehensive interest rate of 6.5%.

Although for large corporate loans, the interest rate was a bit high.

But with these 500 million, whether it was to expand the lab, purchase scientific research equipment, or expand investments in upstream suppliers, they no longer had to worry about funding...

"Hmm! Very good! You did a great job, I see your efforts."

Gao Yuan looked at Jiang Wenmin with a smile brimming with pleasure.

Then, she suddenly changed the subject.

"Manager Jiang, with the company slowly getting on track, I think you should continue to take on the role of company general manager. What do you think?"

Jiang Wenmin was stunned at these words.

It took him a long while to recover, and soon an overjoyed expression spread across his face!

The role of general manager?

Does this mean I’m being reinstated, getting to be the general manager again from Secretary?

This submission... it’s damn worth it!

"Chairman Gao, rest assured, under your wise leadership and supervisory care, I will fulfill my duties and not let down the trust and expectations you have placed in me!"

Gao Yuan watched Jiang Wenmin’s face light up with loyalty, her smile undiminished.

At last, she had someone reasonably competent in her hands.

Those who work with their minds govern others, those who work with their hands are governed by others; she certainly didn’t want to end up like the overworked Zhuge Liang, she’d rather enjoy leisure like the poetic Cao Cao...

Under normal circumstances, a person like Jiang Wenmin would need to be observed for a while longer before being used, especially as a demoted officer—loyalty doesn’t just increase overnight.

But now... well...

She glanced at the laptop on the desk.

Technology changes lives, indeed...

"By the way, Chairman Gao, there’s a bit of gossip you might find interesting."

Now that he was ready to fully align himself with Gao Yuan, Jiang Wenmin obligingly conveyed his value.

"Oh? What’s the gossip?"

"I heard that today Xu Jinbai, the HR director of Xu Group, and Xu Jingsong got into a big fight during a work report in the office. No one knows what exactly happened, but they parted on bad terms, and it seemed pretty unpleasant."

"Xu Jingsong and Xu Jinbai got into a fight? And it happened within the company..."

Gao Yuan immediately sensed something was off.

The conflict had become this public? That didn’t seem like their style, did it?

"Yes, apparently it was over some rumor about Xu Jingsong..." Jiang Wenmin chuckled.

As it turned out, Chairman Lu had told him this news over the dinner table.

Even if they were on different sides, that didn’t stop the two men from sharing dark thoughts over the high and mighty at the dinner table.

It was human nature...

"A rumor? What rumor?" Gao Yuan asked, puzzled.

"Eh? You don’t know, Chairman Gao?" Jiang Wenmin was also taken aback.

Could it not have been done by Gao Yuan?

"Chairman Gao, this is what happened..."

After hearing Jiang Wenmin’s news, Gao Yuan looked bemused.

Who would have thought that frying pan could have such impact?

And who would have thought someone would actually dig up Xu Jingsong’s medical diagnosis from that day...

Feeling a mix of vindication and amusement, she was also curious to find out who had spread this rumor.

Xu Bolin?

That didn’t make sense, did it? Apart from raising the animosity, it didn’t seem to benefit them much, right?

Could it be...

Gao Yuan suddenly stood up.

"I have to go now, we’ll talk about the rest tomorrow!"

...

As she got into the car and the bodyguard slowly started the vehicle, Gao Yuan immediately picked up her phone.

Gao Yuan: [That diagnosis report, was that your doing?]

It wasn’t long before the other side responded.

Meng Lang: [Guess what, coincidentally, I have a friend working at the hospital...]

Gao Yuan: [...]

After a moment of silence, Gao Yuan eventually typed out a complicated message.

Gao Yuan: [Thank you!]

Meng Lang: [???]

Gao Yuan seemed to find her thanks a bit too personally charged, feeling uncomfortable facing the three question marks on the other side, so she tried to shift the conversation to a more work-related topic.

Gao Yuan: [By the way, regarding the research work at Changqing Biological, everything else is negotiable, but selecting the lead scientist is a bit tricky.

Your information network is so well-informed, would you be able to find a suitable candidate?]

[I’ve had people scope out a few talents, but none of them has felt quite right, I might still need to...]

Before Gao Yuan could finish typing and send the rest, a long message came pinging through from the other side.

Meng Lang: [Zheng Dalu: Male, 42 years old...]

Gao Yuan: "..."

What kind of supernatural efficiency was this?

My sentence was only half-finished, and a candidate was already suggested?

I know we might have an information gap, but this seems more like a time gap...